The Mother On Her Knees
When the mother on her knees
Gives the world a new creature
An active goose to lay golden eggs
Or a blind lion to roar and tear
For each her golden womb pains
But with doubly chained hands
Mouth experiencing dry season
The best gift to the world is given
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